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WARNING: This story contains vore (soft and consensual, F/M). If that is not your thing continue at your own risk.

Levi wiped the sweat off his brow as he settled the lawnmower to a final stop. It was summer in Texas; 100 degrees in the shade during the hottest part of the year. The lawn he had just cut was not even his; it was his neighbor’s.

At 16 years of age, Levi had a few options when it came to making extra cash. He could have gotten a part time job flipping burgers or ringing up groceries somewhere, but he instead preferred working in the yard with his hands. He had been doing yard work in his community for a couple years now, but his first and favorite customer was the one he was working with at this very moment: Monique.

Monique was and older woman of African American descent; in her late 50s or early 60s as far as Levi was aware. Her hair was proudly displayed in it’s natural gray; revealing it’s age but worn with dignity and pride. She had adorned it in a variety of styles over the years, but today has chosen to straighten it out to a bit below shoulder length. She had been a close friend to Levi’s family for several years at this point, and he had always felt very close to her. Despite the age gap, Levi had always found her very beautiful. She had always presented herself with a grace and humility that Levi found very attractive; with a personality so sweet he couldn’t help falling head over heals for her.

Levi looked up from his work and saw Monique looking at him from her porch. She flashed a smile and a friendly wave. Levi’s heart skipped a beat at this quick but comforting gesture. Seeing that she was satisfied with his work; Levi began to walk toward his lovely friend.

“All done” he began with a slightly exasperated yet earnest tone. “Everything look good to you?”

“Sweetie, it’s perfect” she replied with joy. “I can’t thank you enough for everything you do for me”

“It’s no trouble at all” Levi responded. “You know I’m here whenever you need me.”

“And that goes both ways, sugar.” Monique observed the young man who stood before her. He was fairly short for a guy; about a head shorter than she was, with a somewhat skinny frame to match. Although she could tell he was genuinely happy to be of service, the hard work and heat of the day had certainly taken it’s tole. He was tired, and Monique knew he needed a chance to cool off.

“Why don’t you come inside and get yourself something to drink?” she invited. She flashed another friendly smile and gestured him to come on in.

“Oh, I don’t want to impose” Levi stuttered. “I’m covered in dirt and smell like gasoline; you don’t want to deal with that.”

“Nonsense, come right on in!” Monique replied as she walked through the entryway of her house; leaving the door open for Levi to follow. Levi took the invitation with slight hesitation, but the cool breeze of the air conditioned house beckoned him to enter. Besides, it was a good excuse to spend more time with Monique, which was never a bad thing.

Levi entered the house, the cool of the AC giving him instant relief. He also noticed the scented candles that dotted the living space, blanketing the room with a sweet vanilla scent. Everything was so clean and organized that Levi couldn’t help but feel a little out of place in such an environment. He took a moment to make sure he wasn’t tracking in a trail of dirt on the carpet.

“Make yourself at home, sweetie” Monique said from the kitchen adjacent to the living room Levi was standing in. “Go ahead and sit on the couch while I get you some lemonade.”

Levi took the invitation and sat down, making an attempt to leave as little dirt on the furniture as possible. He watched as she grabbed a pitcher of lemonade from the fridge while simultaneously warming up a cup of coffee for herself. Levi snickered to himself a bit. If there was one thing Monique loved more than anything else in the world, it was coffee. It could be 100 degrees outside and she would still find an excuse to make herself a cup. Levi actually associated the smell of coffee with Monique. Most times when he would stand in close proximity to her or be caught in her embrace, he would catch a whiff of coffee on her breath. It would often mix with the vanilla scented lotion she would wear in a way Levi found comforting and pleasant.

Monique exited the kitchen with a cool glass of lemonade in one hand and a warm mug of Folgers in the other. She also carried with her a pack of Little Debbie Donut Stix; a sweet snack that she loved to pair with her coffee. She sat herself immediately next to Levi on the couch and gently handed him the cool beverage. He took it from her hand and instantly took a large gulp. It was delicious and refreshing.

“Oh, that was just what you needed to perk yourself up” Monique said in a playful tone. “I hope you know just how much I appreciate you.”

“It is absolutely no trouble” Levi responded in between sips. “You know I would jump through hoops for you.”

Monique gave him another heartwarming smile as she turned her attention to her drink. She took for herself a decent sized gulp from her mug and then decided to bring the donut sticks to the mix. Levi, to his surprise, found himself focusing on the donuts and their journey as well. He watched intently as she opened up the package and grabbed on of the two snack cakes from their prison. His eyes followed as she dunked the donut into the coffee in what Levi perceived as slow motion. She then lifted it up from the mug and ascended it to a new destination; her mouth. She opened fairly wide and invited the tasty morsel in. Levi couldn’t help but notice a small saliva strand on her tongue as she bit into the delicious snack. She chewed quite thoroughly before a final ‘gulp’ sent the bite down to it’s new home. Levi was staring at that donut for it’s entire journey, and his eyes were now locked on the final resting place of that snack: Monique’s stomach.

Levi took a second to break out of his trance, only to see that Monique was making eye contact with him as well. She had a look of slight bewilderment on her face. Levi felt as his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She was watching him watch her the entire time. Levi was mortified.

“I’m sorry, did you want one?” Monique said breaking the silence. Levi couldn’t tell if it was a genuine inquiry or if she was just trying to cut the tension, so he decided it was best to come clean.

“I’m sorry, was I staring?” Levi asked.

“Yes you were sweetie, very intently” Monique replied with a slight giggle at the end of it. “What were you thinking while I was chowing down?”

Honestly, Levi wasn’t sure why he was so transfixed in that specific moment. While he had always found Monique to be very beautiful, he had always kept his relationship with her platonic and respectful; chocking up his feelings as nothing more than a puppy dog crush. But he had to admit there where patterns to his attraction. Whenever she talked, he would always try to catch a glimpse of her lips and mouth. Her smile was always the thing he found most attractive about her, but it seemed to go beyond that. He would always pay attention whenever she was eating, no matter what it was. And whenever he would give her a hug, a part of him always hopes he’ll catch the smell of coffee on her breath.

Every. Time.

“I’ve got a confession to make” Levi started, his mouth forming words before his brain could tell him to stop talking. “A part of me is kind of jealous of that donut”

“Oh really now” Monique responded, a hint of intrigue in her tone. “Why is that?”

“Well, the way I see it, that donut just has an amazing reason to exist. It’s sweet and delicious and everyone loves it. But then to be eaten by you; to make such an amazing woman as yourself happy and satisfied, that just sounds like the greatest thing.”

“Interesting” Monique said coyly before taking another sip of coffee. “So do you think that donut is just sitting in my belly happy as a clam?”

“Well, if I was that donut; and I was sitting surrounded by a beautiful soul such as yourself; I couldn’t think of a better place to be.” Levi was slightly embarrassed by the words coming out of his mouth, hoping desperately he wouldn’t regret every phrase that passed his lips. He looked again to Monique, expecting to see a face of concern or even disgust. To his surprise, he instead saw a smile of genuine interest.

“Oh, I don’t know how good a home my belly would be” Monique replied with a jovial spirit. “I mean, I like to eat. I imagine it would get awful crowded in there!”

“Oh, I’m sure it wouldn’t be so bad” Levi snickered back, his tensions now lifted. “I bet its quite lovely.”

“Hmm, lets see then” Monique said with a determined look. “Come here” she commanded, gesturing her finger for Levi to come closer.

“For what?” Levi inquired, intrigued by what may transpire next.

“I’m gonna open my mouth wide so you could see inside. Then you can tell me if you think it’s nice or not.”

“Um, sure” Levi responded back. “I’m down.” He tried to play it cool, but his heart was beating out of his chest. He had always watched her mouth as she talked and ate, but he never had a good look inside before. Whether he wanted to admit it to himself or not, this was something he’d always wanted to do. He inched himself closer to Monique’s personal space until his line of sight was composed only of her lips. She smiled, and Levi got an up close look at the magnificence of her teeth. They were straight and clean, but slightly yellowed from years of coffee consumption. In Levi’s opinion, they were perfect.

“Ok” Monique started, the movement of the syllables encompassing Levi’s entire field of view. “I hope my coffee breath doesn’t bother you too bad”

“Not at all” Levi stated truthfully. “Go on ahead.”

She opened her mouth, and Levi’s eyes tried to focus on a million things at once. He noticed so many small, seemingly insignificant details that his brain desperately tried to store into his memory for eternal safe keeping. He noticed the strands of saliva that lifted and broke as her maw lifted wider. He noticed three cavities, two on the top left molars and a single one on the bottom right. Her tongue was soft and pink, but considerably white as it entered the back of her throat. Her roof of her mouth was incredibly bumpy, but her soft palate in the back seemed so cozy and inviting. There were even still small bits of donut safely tucked away in the crevices of her teeth. And in the very back was a cute uvula, guarding a dark entrance down a tight descending tunnel. The moment Levi thought he gathered all the visual information he could, his face was hit by a warm exhale straight from the bowels of Monique’s respiratory system. It hit like a hot invisible wave; his senses overwhelmed by the scent of masticated donut and of course, coffee.

Monique then closed her mouth as Levi backed out of her personal bubble.

“So, how was it?” she asked. Levi took a second to respond, but Monique could tell just by his face how he felt.

“It was beautiful.”

Monique gave him a little smirk, clearly curious about Levi’s answer. “What did you like about it?”

“Well, it looked so soft, warm, and inviting; like a great big bed. I feel like it would be quite cozy tucked away in there.” Levi started blushing again, still unsure how he felt about his own comments. Most of the things he was saying he had never put into words before. He wasn’t sure if he even fully understood these feelings himself. But they were true and they were real. Levi looked again at the woman before him and saw a face not of judgment but of assurance. He felt comfortable confiding in her; and that made all the difference. She reached her hand onto his shoulder, leaned forward and gave him a tender kiss on the cheek. She locked eyes with him once more, ready to say her piece.

“Sweetheart, it sounds like you’ve thought a lot about this before.” Levi took a moment of pause, slightly unsure about what to say next. However, he was no longer embarrassed. Being in the presence of his friend; this amazing and beautiful human being that sat before him, he knew exactly how he felt. He just had to put it to words.

“You always go out of your way to make me feel so welcomed and comfortable. Whenever I’m around you I just feel safe. If I was…you know…in your belly…being surrounded by this beautiful person that I love; I couldn’t think of a place I’d rather be.”

Monique’s eyes began to slightly water, clearly touched by Levi’s sentiment. She leaned forward and gave him a hard embrace. She squeezed as tight as she could, then coming closer to whisper in his ear:

“What if I could make it happen?”

Levi exited the embrace, taken slightly aback by Monique’s proposition. He couldn’t tell if she was being playful or serious.

“I need to show you something” Monique continued before Levi could give a response. She picked up the second donut stick and place it in the palm of her hand. She looked intently at the item, gave a small gesture with her hand, and proceeded to blow on it. Right before her eyes, Levi saw as the snack became progressively smaller.

It was shrinking.

Before long the donut was no bigger than a grain of rice. Monique then placed her finger on the crumb sized speck and placed it on her tongue. She closed her mouth gently and followed with a small yet precise swallow. It was gone. Levi was astonished.

“How did you do that?” Levi asked, slightly terrified but more intrigued than anything.

“The how is not important” Monique responded. “Let’s just say that I have certain…abilities. And these abilities allow me to do amazing things for the people I care about. If you want, I can make your fantasy a reality. Just give me the word and I’d be honored to do it.”

“You mean, you can shrink me?”

“Yes, easily”

“And then you would eat me?”

“If that’s what you want. I’d make it so that it’s one hundred percent safe and comfortable for you. But only if this is something that you want. We don’t have to do anything if you’d prefer not to. But if you decide to go for it, I’ll do everything in my power to make you extremely happy.”

The reality of the situation began to hit Levi. He saw absolute proof that what she was saying was possible. But fantasy was always going to be different than reality. He began to think logically about what his fantasy would entail. Her mouth, which seemed so cozy and inviting a moment ago, would more likely be oppressively hot and suffocating. The smell of coffee on her breath which he found so endearing mere moments ago would be elevated to a nauseating level. Finally, her stomach wouldn’t be a cozy home but instead a boiling cauldron of digestion. This was the reality.

“Would it be safe?” Levi finally asked. Monique gave him another reassuring smile as she placed her hand on his.

“Levi, I would never, ever do anything to hurt you. There are few people I care about in this world more than you. I wouldn’t bring this up if I didn’t for sure know that it’d be one hundred percent safe. If anyone deserves to have his dreams come true, its you baby. All I need for you to do is trust me. Do you trust me?”

In that moment, Levi’s concerns began to melt away. Once again, Monique had a way to always make him feel safe and secure. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes and knew that she meant every word.

“Of course I do” he finally responded. “Let’s do it.”

“Alright sweetie, if you are ready, I’ll begin the process.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“Just relax and close your eyes. It’s not gonna hurt, but it might be a little disorienting. Just calm yourself and it’ll be over before you know it.”

Levi followed her instructions. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself as best he could. A part of him wondered if this was really going to work, but his curiosity outweighed any trepidation in the moment. He felt as both of her hands gently grabbed his shoulders, and she proceeded to blow her breath onto him as she did previously to the donut. What was once a small breeze began turning into a fairly strong wind, and the pressure on his shoulders oddly lifted until he felt like there was nothing holding him at all. Then he felt the ground below him shift, and finally, movement that he wasn’t able to place at all. There was no pain, but the sensations were certainly jarring to his senses. His eyes remained closed, somewhat fearful of what would happen if he opened them.

“OK sweetie, you can open you eyes if you want.”

Levi heard the voice; but it was slightly muffled yet strangely larger than it was before. He followed her instructions and opened his eyes, only to find he was still surrounded by darkness. At first, he wondered if he had already been eaten by her, but then he noticed some long strands of light emanating from above him. It took him a second to comprehend, but he finally understood where he was. They were fingers, he was cupped in her hands.

The appendages parted ways and Levi’s face was struck with a blinding light. When his eyes finally adjusted, the first thing he saw was Monique’s smiling face towering above him; gargantuan in stature but just as beautiful as ever. Levi took a moment to inspect his immediate surroundings. He was sitting in the palm of her hand, her fingers and nails surrounding him at all sides. The skin was soft and smooth, the scent of her vanilla lotion amplified along with her natural feminine aroma. He looked back up to her face and saw her smiling; happy to see that he was alright.

“How are you doing, sweetie” she said in a soft and gentle tone. “You OK?”

“CAN YOU HEAR ME?!” Levi yelled out, unsure if his size would effect his ability to be heard. Monique jumped back a bit slightly startled, indicating that she indeed heard him loud and clear.

“Yes sweetheart, I can hear you as if you were standing right in front of me. It’s a part of the spell, no biggie. So tell me, what do you think?”

“What do I think? It’s incredible, it’s amazing! I can’t believe I’m actually here.”

“So, you still want to do this? You can back out at any time, just say the word and you’re back to normal. Like nothing even happened.”

“Honestly, I’m more excited than ever. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life.”

“So, you ready to get started?”

“Absolutely”

Monique came with her other hand and placed her pointer finger in front of Levi, inviting him to climb onto it. At this size he was smaller than her fingernail. He grabbed on, sitting himself upon the grooves of her fingerprint. He was able to stay on mostly with friction alone, like picking up a grain of rice by simply pressing your finger upon it. He was then ascended up to her lips, his line of sight once again dominated by her beautiful mouth. It was incredible.

“Now Levi, I’ll be able to talk with you throughout the whole thing. Whenever you’re ready to get out or if it gets too intense for you, just say the word. You’ll be back to normal in a jiffy.”

“Don’t worry, I know as long as I’m with you, I’m safe.”

“So, you’re ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Monique’s lips began to part but were interrupted by Levi once more.

“Monique?”

“Yes, Levi?”

“…….I love you.”

Monique’s eyes began to well up once more. This sweet, young man sitting on her finger was one of her dearest friends in the world. If anyone deserved happiness in her eyes it was him, and she was so glad to be supplying that joy to him.

“I love you too, sweetie. Come on in”

Levi watched as her lips parted ways once more, the moist walls of fleshing giving way to a cavernous entrance. The details he saw before were now magnified a million times over. He noticed the individual bumps of tastebuds that dotted the surface of her tongue. The texture on the roof of her mouth was intricate and dazzling, like a maze engraved onto a stone wall. He noticed dental imperfections he hadn’t before; a small chip on her upper incisor, yellowing and slight tarter buildup accumulating on her gum line, what looked to be a healed blister on the side of her cheek. Her teeth, although clean, were still slightly yellowed with age. Her tongue was still coated white toward the back, a built up layer of several meals from days past. Levi was then washed over with a new wave of warm coffee breath, now stronger and more intense than ever. Levi didn’t mind any of this, however. These imperfections, this smell; it’s all what made Monique who she was. And in Levi’s eyes, it was just as he remembered it: beautiful.

Levi was then placed gently onto her tongue; it’s velvety surface instantly adhering to the boy’s skin. He was inside; surrounded by her being. Levi tried to take a final look at the otherworldly space he was currently inhabiting; however was soon enveloped by darkness as she closed her lips tight. To him it felt like a dream, as if what was happening before him couldn’t possibly be his reality. But it was. And it was glorious to him.

Levi sat as still as he could, feeling as the warm air of Monique’s breath washed over him in rhythmic motion. The longer he sat in there, the more his eyes adjusted to the new darkness, slowly revealing the details of this bizarre space. He was surrounded by Monique’s teeth as they imprisoned him in an ivory cage. The tongue below him began to agitate a bit as saliva pooled intensely beneath his feet. Suddenly, Levi was pushed up until the back of his head was against the roof of the mouth as the front of his face was pressed against the tongue itself. He was being squeezed on all sides as saliva drenched him continuously. It was difficult to tell from his disorienting position, but Levi soon realized just what Monique was doing with him. She was sucking on him like a piece of hard candy. She was tasting him.

Monique’s tongue began to move again, this time grabbing on to Levi while moving him to a different position. Levi soon found himself pressed firmly against her cheek, as if she was deliberately storing him in there.

“Levi, you taste so dang good!” Monique said in an excitable tone. Levi’s entire world vibrated at the sound of her voice. She stored him in her cheek so she could talk somewhat freely. It was an intimate experience, and Levi found he was enjoying himself very much.

“You still OK in there, baby?” she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

“Absolutely” Levi replied quickly.

“Glad to hear it, sweetheart. Now baby, soon I’m going to swallow you. I wanted to give you a warning before I did it. Are you ready?”

“I’m so ready!”

“OK, here it comes….”

Monique’s tongue once again moved him to a new position, this time towards the back of her mouth and the entrance of her throat. Levi’s entire body was once again pushed against the roof of Monique’s mouth, this time hitting the silky smoothness of her soft palate. Then, with a single suctioning pressure, Levi was pulled down the abyss.

GULP!

Levi felt as fleshy walls caressed him on all sides, a mucous membrane lubricating his descent. It was like being squeezed through a tube of toothpaste. Levi wasn’t able to see the entryway to this new space as he passed it, but he knew exactly where he was and where he was going. This was Monique’s esophagus. He was actually traveling down her throat. And the next stop would inevitably be….

SPLASH!

Monique’s stomach.

Levi found himself sitting in a marshy pool surrounded on all sides by pulsating, fleshy walls. Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness he took a moment to survey his surroundings. The liquid he was swimming in was thick and soupy, composed of a multitude of things Monique had consumed. There was of course the donuts and coffee, but what also looked like the remains of strawberries and oatmeal. It was all fairly crushed up, but still recognizable enough for Levi to realize he was swimming in Monique’s breakfast. He took a moment to realize just how objectively odd his current situation was; however, he wasn’t scared. On the contrary, Levi felt a thrill he had never experienced in his life.

“Can you here me, sweetie?” Monique asked, her voice echoing from outside of her body through the walls of her gastric chamber.

“Yes, I can” Levi replied. “Can you here me?”

“Clear as crystal, sugar. How are you doing in there?”

“It’s wonderful in here! It’s the most amazing place I’ve ever been in!”

“I hope it’s not too icky in there. I had a pretty big breakfast this morning”

“No, this is perfect. It’s even better than I imagined.”

“OK, sweetie. Like I said, you can stay in there as long as you want. Nothing in there is gonna hurt you. And as soon as you are ready to get out, just say the word and you’ll be back to normal.”

“Honestly Monique, I feel like I can stay in here forever. Just surrounded by you; it’s the most perfect place in the world.”

“Oh, I love you so much Levi. Just sit back and relax; Monique’s got you.”

Levi decided to take her suggestion as he laid himself down for a nap. He nestled himself against a sizable chunk of donut sitting in a shallower side of her belly. It was warm and sticky, but comfortable. Levi paid attention to the sounds of Monique’s body all around him. The gurgling of her digestion, the breathing motion of her diaphragm right below him; he could even make out the steady beat of her heart. He was truly surrounded by a person he genuinely loved. He felt safe and cared for as the motion of her bodily functions rocked him to sleep.

Monique gently patted her belly as she realized Levi had drifted to slumber within her. It admittedly felt odd for her to have a living being residing in her stomach, but the whole situation was quite enjoyable for her as well. Levi was a special friend to her; and making him happy brought so much joy to herself as well.

“Rest easy now, my love. This is my gift to you.”

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WARNING: This story contains vore (soft and consensual, F/M). If that is not your thing continue at your own risk.

Levi wiped the sweat off his brow as he settled the lawnmower to a final stop. It was summer in Texas; 100 degrees in the shade during the hottest part of the year. The lawn he had just cut was not even his; it was his neighbor’s.

At 16 years of age, Levi had a few options when it came to making extra cash. He could have gotten a part time job flipping burgers or ringing up groceries somewhere, but he instead preferred working in the yard with his hands. He had been doing yard work in his community for a couple years now, but his first and favorite customer was the one he was working with at this very moment: Monique.

Monique was and older woman of African American descent; in her late 50s or early 60s as far as Levi was aware. Her hair was proudly displayed in it’s natural gray; revealing it’s age but worn with dignity and pride. She had adorned it in a variety of styles over the years, but today has chosen to straighten it out to a bit below shoulder length. She had been a close friend to Levi’s family for several years at this point, and he had always felt very close to her. Despite the age gap, Levi had always found her very beautiful. She had always presented herself with a grace and humility that Levi found very attractive; with a personality so sweet he couldn’t help falling head over heals for her.

Levi looked up from his work and saw Monique looking at him from her porch. She flashed a smile and a friendly wave. Levi’s heart skipped a beat at this quick but comforting gesture. Seeing that she was satisfied with his work; Levi began to walk toward his lovely friend.

“All done” he began with a slightly exasperated yet earnest tone. “Everything look good to you?”

“Sweetie, it’s perfect” she replied with joy. “I can’t thank you enough for everything you do for me”

“It’s no trouble at all” Levi responded. “You know I’m here whenever you need me.”

“And that goes both ways, sugar.” Monique observed the young man who stood before her. He was fairly short for a guy; about a head shorter than she was, with a somewhat skinny frame to match. Although she could tell he was genuinely happy to be of service, the hard work and heat of the day had certainly taken it’s tole. He was tired, and Monique knew he needed a chance to cool off.

“Why don’t you come inside and get yourself something to drink?” she invited. She flashed another friendly smile and gestured him to come on in.

“Oh, I don’t want to impose” Levi stuttered. “I’m covered in dirt and smell like gasoline; you don’t want to deal with that.”

“Nonsense, come right on in!” Monique replied as she walked through the entryway of her house; leaving the door open for Levi to follow. Levi took the invitation with slight hesitation, but the cool breeze of the air conditioned house beckoned him to enter. Besides, it was a good excuse to spend more time with Monique, which was never a bad thing.

Levi entered the house, the cool of the AC giving him instant relief. He also noticed the scented candles that dotted the living space, blanketing the room with a sweet vanilla scent. Everything was so clean and organized that Levi couldn’t help but feel a little out of place in such an environment. He took a moment to make sure he wasn’t tracking in a trail of dirt on the carpet.

“Make yourself at home, sweetie” Monique said from the kitchen adjacent to the living room Levi was standing in. “Go ahead and sit on the couch while I get you some lemonade.”

Levi took the invitation and sat down, making an attempt to leave as little dirt on the furniture as possible. He watched as she grabbed a pitcher of lemonade from the fridge while simultaneously warming up a cup of coffee for herself. Levi snickered to himself a bit. If there was one thing Monique loved more than anything else in the world, it was coffee. It could be 100 degrees outside and she would still find an excuse to make herself a cup. Levi actually associated the smell of coffee with Monique. Most times when he would stand in close proximity to her or be caught in her embrace, he would catch a whiff of coffee on her breath. It would often mix with the vanilla scented lotion she would wear in a way Levi found comforting and pleasant.

Monique exited the kitchen with a cool glass of lemonade in one hand and a warm mug of Folgers in the other. She also carried with her a pack of Little Debbie Donut Stix; a sweet snack that she loved to pair with her coffee. She sat herself immediately next to Levi on the couch and gently handed him the cool beverage. He took it from her hand and instantly took a large gulp. It was delicious and refreshing.

“Oh, that was just what you needed to perk yourself up” Monique said in a playful tone. “I hope you know just how much I appreciate you.”

“It is absolutely no trouble” Levi responded in between sips. “You know I would jump through hoops for you.”

Monique gave him another heartwarming smile as she turned her attention to her drink. She took for herself a decent sized gulp from her mug and then decided to bring the donut sticks to the mix. Levi, to his surprise, found himself focusing on the donuts and their journey as well. He watched intently as she opened up the package and grabbed on of the two snack cakes from their prison. His eyes followed as she dunked the donut into the coffee in what Levi perceived as slow motion. She then lifted it up from the mug and ascended it to a new destination; her mouth. She opened fairly wide and invited the tasty morsel in. Levi couldn’t help but notice a small saliva strand on her tongue as she bit into the delicious snack. She chewed quite thoroughly before a final ‘gulp’ sent the bite down to it’s new home. Levi was staring at that donut for it’s entire journey, and his eyes were now locked on the final resting place of that snack: Monique’s stomach.

Levi took a second to break out of his trance, only to see that Monique was making eye contact with him as well. She had a look of slight bewilderment on her face. Levi felt as his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She was watching him watch her the entire time. Levi was mortified.

“I’m sorry, did you want one?” Monique said breaking the silence. Levi couldn’t tell if it was a genuine inquiry or if she was just trying to cut the tension, so he decided it was best to come clean.

“I’m sorry, was I staring?” Levi asked.

“Yes you were sweetie, very intently” Monique replied with a slight giggle at the end of it. “What were you thinking while I was chowing down?”

Honestly, Levi wasn’t sure why he was so transfixed in that specific moment. While he had always found Monique to be very beautiful, he had always kept his relationship with her platonic and respectful; chocking up his feelings as nothing more than a puppy dog crush. But he had to admit there where patterns to his attraction. Whenever she talked, he would always try to catch a glimpse of her lips and mouth. Her smile was always the thing he found most attractive about her, but it seemed to go beyond that. He would always pay attention whenever she was eating, no matter what it was. And whenever he would give her a hug, a part of him always hopes he’ll catch the smell of coffee on her breath.

Every. Time.

“I’ve got a confession to make” Levi started, his mouth forming words before his brain could tell him to stop talking. “A part of me is kind of jealous of that donut”

“Oh really now” Monique responded, a hint of intrigue in her tone. “Why is that?”

“Well, the way I see it, that donut just has an amazing reason to exist. It’s sweet and delicious and everyone loves it. But then to be eaten by you; to make such an amazing woman as yourself happy and satisfied, that just sounds like the greatest thing.”

“Interesting” Monique said coyly before taking another sip of coffee. “So do you think that donut is just sitting in my belly happy as a clam?”

“Well, if I was that donut; and I was sitting surrounded by a beautiful soul such as yourself; I couldn’t think of a better place to be.” Levi was slightly embarrassed by the words coming out of his mouth, hoping desperately he wouldn’t regret every phrase that passed his lips. He looked again to Monique, expecting to see a face of concern or even disgust. To his surprise, he instead saw a smile of genuine interest.

“Oh, I don’t know how good a home my belly would be” Monique replied with a jovial spirit. “I mean, I like to eat. I imagine it would get awful crowded in there!”

“Oh, I’m sure it wouldn’t be so bad” Levi snickered back, his tensions now lifted. “I bet its quite lovely.”

“Hmm, lets see then” Monique said with a determined look. “Come here” she commanded, gesturing her finger for Levi to come closer.

“For what?” Levi inquired, intrigued by what may transpire next.

“I’m gonna open my mouth wide so you could see inside. Then you can tell me if you think it’s nice or not.”

“Um, sure” Levi responded back. “I’m down.” He tried to play it cool, but his heart was beating out of his chest. He had always watched her mouth as she talked and ate, but he never had a good look inside before. Whether he wanted to admit it to himself or not, this was something he’d always wanted to do. He inched himself closer to Monique’s personal space until his line of sight was composed only of her lips. She smiled, and Levi got an up close look at the magnificence of her teeth. They were straight and clean, but slightly yellowed from years of coffee consumption. In Levi’s opinion, they were perfect.

“Ok” Monique started, the movement of the syllables encompassing Levi’s entire field of view. “I hope my coffee breath doesn’t bother you too bad”

“Not at all” Levi stated truthfully. “Go on ahead.”

She opened her mouth, and Levi’s eyes tried to focus on a million things at once. He noticed so many small, seemingly insignificant details that his brain desperately tried to store into his memory for eternal safe keeping. He noticed the strands of saliva that lifted and broke as her maw lifted wider. He noticed three cavities, two on the top left molars and a single one on the bottom right. Her tongue was soft and pink, but considerably white as it entered the back of her throat. Her roof of her mouth was incredibly bumpy, but her soft palate in the back seemed so cozy and inviting. There were even still small bits of donut safely tucked away in the crevices of her teeth. And in the very back was a cute uvula, guarding a dark entrance down a tight descending tunnel. The moment Levi thought he gathered all the visual information he could, his face was hit by a warm exhale straight from the bowels of Monique’s respiratory system. It hit like a hot invisible wave; his senses overwhelmed by the scent of masticated donut and of course, coffee.

Monique then closed her mouth as Levi backed out of her personal bubble.

“So, how was it?” she asked. Levi took a second to respond, but Monique could tell just by his face how he felt.

“It was beautiful.”

Monique gave him a little smirk, clearly curious about Levi’s answer. “What did you like about it?”

“Well, it looked so soft, warm, and inviting; like a great big bed. I feel like it would be quite cozy tucked away in there.” Levi started blushing again, still unsure how he felt about his own comments. Most of the things he was saying he had never put into words before. He wasn’t sure if he even fully understood these feelings himself. But they were true and they were real. Levi looked again at the woman before him and saw a face not of judgment but of assurance. He felt comfortable confiding in her; and that made all the difference. She reached her hand onto his shoulder, leaned forward and gave him a tender kiss on the cheek. She locked eyes with him once more, ready to say her piece.

“Sweetheart, it sounds like you’ve thought a lot about this before.” Levi took a moment of pause, slightly unsure about what to say next. However, he was no longer embarrassed. Being in the presence of his friend; this amazing and beautiful human being that sat before him, he knew exactly how he felt. He just had to put it to words.

“You always go out of your way to make me feel so welcomed and comfortable. Whenever I’m around you I just feel safe. If I was…you know…in your belly…being surrounded by this beautiful person that I love; I couldn’t think of a place I’d rather be.”

Monique’s eyes began to slightly water, clearly touched by Levi’s sentiment. She leaned forward and gave him a hard embrace. She squeezed as tight as she could, then coming closer to whisper in his ear:

“What if I could make it happen?”

Levi exited the embrace, taken slightly aback by Monique’s proposition. He couldn’t tell if she was being playful or serious.

“I need to show you something” Monique continued before Levi could give a response. She picked up the second donut stick and place it in the palm of her hand. She looked intently at the item, gave a small gesture with her hand, and proceeded to blow on it. Right before her eyes, Levi saw as the snack became progressively smaller.

It was shrinking.

Before long the donut was no bigger than a grain of rice. Monique then placed her finger on the crumb sized speck and placed it on her tongue. She closed her mouth gently and followed with a small yet precise swallow. It was gone. Levi was astonished.

“How did you do that?” Levi asked, slightly terrified but more intrigued than anything.

“The how is not important” Monique responded. “Let’s just say that I have certain…abilities. And these abilities allow me to do amazing things for the people I care about. If you want, I can make your fantasy a reality. Just give me the word and I’d be honored to do it.”

“You mean, you can shrink me?”

“Yes, easily”

“And then you would eat me?”

“If that’s what you want. I’d make it so that it’s one hundred percent safe and comfortable for you. But only if this is something that you want. We don’t have to do anything if you’d prefer not to. But if you decide to go for it, I’ll do everything in my power to make you extremely happy.”

The reality of the situation began to hit Levi. He saw absolute proof that what she was saying was possible. But fantasy was always going to be different than reality. He began to think logically about what his fantasy would entail. Her mouth, which seemed so cozy and inviting a moment ago, would more likely be oppressively hot and suffocating. The smell of coffee on her breath which he found so endearing mere moments ago would be elevated to a nauseating level. Finally, her stomach wouldn’t be a cozy home but instead a boiling cauldron of digestion. This was the reality.

“Would it be safe?” Levi finally asked. Monique gave him another reassuring smile as she placed her hand on his.

“Levi, I would never, ever do anything to hurt you. There are few people I care about in this world more than you. I wouldn’t bring this up if I didn’t for sure know that it’d be one hundred percent safe. If anyone deserves to have his dreams come true, its you baby. All I need for you to do is trust me. Do you trust me?”

In that moment, Levi’s concerns began to melt away. Once again, Monique had a way to always make him feel safe and secure. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes and knew that she meant every word.

“Of course I do” he finally responded. “Let’s do it.”

“Alright sweetie, if you are ready, I’ll begin the process.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“Just relax and close your eyes. It’s not gonna hurt, but it might be a little disorienting. Just calm yourself and it’ll be over before you know it.”

Levi followed her instructions. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself as best he could. A part of him wondered if this was really going to work, but his curiosity outweighed any trepidation in the moment. He felt as both of her hands gently grabbed his shoulders, and she proceeded to blow her breath onto him as she did previously to the donut. What was once a small breeze began turning into a fairly strong wind, and the pressure on his shoulders oddly lifted until he felt like there was nothing holding him at all. Then he felt the ground below him shift, and finally, movement that he wasn’t able to place at all. There was no pain, but the sensations were certainly jarring to his senses. His eyes remained closed, somewhat fearful of what would happen if he opened them.

“OK sweetie, you can open you eyes if you want.”

Levi heard the voice; but it was slightly muffled yet strangely larger than it was before. He followed her instructions and opened his eyes, only to find he was still surrounded by darkness. At first, he wondered if he had already been eaten by her, but then he noticed some long strands of light emanating from above him. It took him a second to comprehend, but he finally understood where he was. They were fingers, he was cupped in her hands.

The appendages parted ways and Levi’s face was struck with a blinding light. When his eyes finally adjusted, the first thing he saw was Monique’s smiling face towering above him; gargantuan in stature but just as beautiful as ever. Levi took a moment to inspect his immediate surroundings. He was sitting in the palm of her hand, her fingers and nails surrounding him at all sides. The skin was soft and smooth, the scent of her vanilla lotion amplified along with her natural feminine aroma. He looked back up to her face and saw her smiling; happy to see that he was alright.

“How are you doing, sweetie” she said in a soft and gentle tone. “You OK?”

“CAN YOU HEAR ME?!” Levi yelled out, unsure if his size would effect his ability to be heard. Monique jumped back a bit slightly startled, indicating that she indeed heard him loud and clear.

“Yes sweetheart, I can hear you as if you were standing right in front of me. It’s a part of the spell, no biggie. So tell me, what do you think?”

“What do I think? It’s incredible, it’s amazing! I can’t believe I’m actually here.”

“So, you still want to do this? You can back out at any time, just say the word and you’re back to normal. Like nothing even happened.”

“Honestly, I’m more excited than ever. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life.”

“So, you ready to get started?”

“Absolutely”

Monique came with her other hand and placed her pointer finger in front of Levi, inviting him to climb onto it. At this size he was smaller than her fingernail. He grabbed on, sitting himself upon the grooves of her fingerprint. He was able to stay on mostly with friction alone, like picking up a grain of rice by simply pressing your finger upon it. He was then ascended up to her lips, his line of sight once again dominated by her beautiful mouth. It was incredible.

“Now Levi, I’ll be able to talk with you throughout the whole thing. Whenever you’re ready to get out or if it gets too intense for you, just say the word. You’ll be back to normal in a jiffy.”

“Don’t worry, I know as long as I’m with you, I’m safe.”

“So, you’re ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Monique’s lips began to part but were interrupted by Levi once more.

“Monique?”

“Yes, Levi?”

“…….I love you.”

Monique’s eyes began to well up once more. This sweet, young man sitting on her finger was one of her dearest friends in the world. If anyone deserved happiness in her eyes it was him, and she was so glad to be supplying that joy to him.

“I love you too, sweetie. Come on in”

Levi watched as her lips parted ways once more, the moist walls of fleshing giving way to a cavernous entrance. The details he saw before were now magnified a million times over. He noticed the individual bumps of tastebuds that dotted the surface of her tongue. The texture on the roof of her mouth was intricate and dazzling, like a maze engraved onto a stone wall. He noticed dental imperfections he hadn’t before; a small chip on her upper incisor, yellowing and slight tarter buildup accumulating on her gum line, what looked to be a healed blister on the side of her cheek. Her teeth, although clean, were still slightly yellowed with age. Her tongue was still coated white toward the back, a built up layer of several meals from days past. Levi was then washed over with a new wave of warm coffee breath, now stronger and more intense than ever. Levi didn’t mind any of this, however. These imperfections, this smell; it’s all what made Monique who she was. And in Levi’s eyes, it was just as he remembered it: beautiful.

Levi was then placed gently onto her tongue; it’s velvety surface instantly adhering to the boy’s skin. He was inside; surrounded by her being. Levi tried to take a final look at the otherworldly space he was currently inhabiting; however was soon enveloped by darkness as she closed her lips tight. To him it felt like a dream, as if what was happening before him couldn’t possibly be his reality. But it was. And it was glorious to him.

Levi sat as still as he could, feeling as the warm air of Monique’s breath washed over him in rhythmic motion. The longer he sat in there, the more his eyes adjusted to the new darkness, slowly revealing the details of this bizarre space. He was surrounded by Monique’s teeth as they imprisoned him in an ivory cage. The tongue below him began to agitate a bit as saliva pooled intensely beneath his feet. Suddenly, Levi was pushed up until the back of his head was against the roof of the mouth as the front of his face was pressed against the tongue itself. He was being squeezed on all sides as saliva drenched him continuously. It was difficult to tell from his disorienting position, but Levi soon realized just what Monique was doing with him. She was sucking on him like a piece of hard candy. She was tasting him.

Monique’s tongue began to move again, this time grabbing on to Levi while moving him to a different position. Levi soon found himself pressed firmly against her cheek, as if she was deliberately storing him in there.

“Levi, you taste so dang good!” Monique said in an excitable tone. Levi’s entire world vibrated at the sound of her voice. She stored him in her cheek so she could talk somewhat freely. It was an intimate experience, and Levi found he was enjoying himself very much.

“You still OK in there, baby?” she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

“Absolutely” Levi replied quickly.

“Glad to hear it, sweetheart. Now baby, soon I’m going to swallow you. I wanted to give you a warning before I did it. Are you ready?”

“I’m so ready!”

“OK, here it comes….”

Monique’s tongue once again moved him to a new position, this time towards the back of her mouth and the entrance of her throat. Levi’s entire body was once again pushed against the roof of Monique’s mouth, this time hitting the silky smoothness of her soft palate. Then, with a single suctioning pressure, Levi was pulled down the abyss.

GULP!

Levi felt as fleshy walls caressed him on all sides, a mucous membrane lubricating his descent. It was like being squeezed through a tube of toothpaste. Levi wasn’t able to see the entryway to this new space as he passed it, but he knew exactly where he was and where he was going. This was Monique’s esophagus. He was actually traveling down her throat. And the next stop would inevitably be….

SPLASH!

Monique’s stomach.

Levi found himself sitting in a marshy pool surrounded on all sides by pulsating, fleshy walls. Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness he took a moment to survey his surroundings. The liquid he was swimming in was thick and soupy, composed of a multitude of things Monique had consumed. There was of course the donuts and coffee, but what also looked like the remains of strawberries and oatmeal. It was all fairly crushed up, but still recognizable enough for Levi to realize he was swimming in Monique’s breakfast. He took a moment to realize just how objectively odd his current situation was; however, he wasn’t scared. On the contrary, Levi felt a thrill he had never experienced in his life.

“Can you here me, sweetie?” Monique asked, her voice echoing from outside of her body through the walls of her gastric chamber.

“Yes, I can” Levi replied. “Can you here me?”

“Clear as crystal, sugar. How are you doing in there?”

“It’s wonderful in here! It’s the most amazing place I’ve ever been in!”

“I hope it’s not too icky in there. I had a pretty big breakfast this morning”

“No, this is perfect. It’s even better than I imagined.”

“OK, sweetie. Like I said, you can stay in there as long as you want. Nothing in there is gonna hurt you. And as soon as you are ready to get out, just say the word and you’ll be back to normal.”

“Honestly Monique, I feel like I can stay in here forever. Just surrounded by you; it’s the most perfect place in the world.”

“Oh, I love you so much Levi. Just sit back and relax; Monique’s got you.”

Levi decided to take her suggestion as he laid himself down for a nap. He nestled himself against a sizable chunk of donut sitting in a shallower side of her belly. It was warm and sticky, but comfortable. Levi paid attention to the sounds of Monique’s body all around him. The gurgling of her digestion, the breathing motion of her diaphragm right below him; he could even make out the steady beat of her heart. He was truly surrounded by a person he genuinely loved. He felt safe and cared for as the motion of her bodily functions rocked him to sleep.

Monique gently patted her belly as she realized Levi had drifted to slumber within her. It admittedly felt odd for her to have a living being residing in her stomach, but the whole situation was quite enjoyable for her as well. Levi was a special friend to her; and making him happy brought so much joy to herself as well.

“Rest easy now, my love. This is my gift to you.”